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My lungs hurt. I was gulping in as much air as I could, but it didn’t seem like enough. My legs were turning to rubber. They were used to me being late, but this time I’d promised to be on time. I’d promised to be early, but then the cab broke down and I had to run.

Fuck my life.

I was late for Nathan’s wedding!

I came crashing through the doors of the church, trying to get to the altar in time to take my place next to Nathan. Dad scowled at me from his seat, but Nathan smiled.

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